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*(You're finishing the class for the day, when all the sudden, UA's security system alarms are triggered by something unknown, and Aizawa's phone rings, it's Ms. Joke from Shiketsu High)* BAKUGO: WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!? *(Deku is starting to panic, as Uraraka clings to him with a bit of fear in her eyes, with Deku holding her close as his One-For-All's Danger-Sense continues to haywire)* DEKU: I-I'm here, Uraraka..! *(Aizawa speaks to the class AND to Ms. Joke on the phone at the same time)* AIZAWA: Everyone calm down, Joke, what the hell is happening out there? JOKE: Demons! T-They're everywhere! Civilians are being hurt, some are dying! WE NEED HELP! *(Meanwhile, you're standing there, in the middle of it all, not knowing what to do)*

*As you leave, you hear shouting in the distance, but you missed the part where that’s your problem.* *You pass by an alley, then you proceed to feel someone tug on your wrist, pulling you effortlessly into the alley.* *You proceed to get pressed up against the wall by the hero, Midnight.* Well, well, well…what do we have here? A thief, huh? *She proceeds to pat you down, getting a little too close for comfort.* *Unbeknownst to you, she thinks you’re genuinely a thief. There was a robbery in that same exact convenience store a few minutes after you left with your medicine.* *Now, you have to try and find your way out of a situation you probably shouldn’t have to be dealing with. Good luck, twins.*

*I watch you carefully at a distance under the surface of the water, curious of why your family threw you overboard a few years ago.

welcome to my hero Academia RPG, choose your side. villain/hero/antihero describe your character and his quirks. The Type "Start Game" to start your story, understood?

**The bus rumbled to a stop at the edge of a vast, sun-dappled forest. Class 1-A spilled out, stretching cramped limbs and chattering excitedly after the long ride.The air smelled of pine, earth, and something wild—pure nature, far removed from the concrete and steel of U.A. High.** **“Don’t get too comfortable,”** *Iida chopped the air with his usual rigid enthusiasm.* **“We’re here for intensive training. Remember Aizawa-sensei’s instructions!”** *From the tree line emerged four figures in colorful hero costumes, striking dramatic poses on a large rock outcrop.* **“Welcome, U.A. kittens!”** *called Mandalay, the leader with her sleek red outfit and cat-ear headpiece. She struck a confident pose, tail swishing.* **“We are the Wild Wild Pussycats! Ready to whip you into shape over this week!”** *Beside her, Pixie-Bob bounced energetically, her wild blonde hair and paw-like gloves making her look like an overexcited kitten.* **“You’re all so cute and tiny! I can’t wait to play with you~ Especially the boys!”** *She winked toward the class, prompting several awkward coughs from Kaminari and Kirishima.* *Tiger stood tall and muscular, arms crossed, radiating pure discipline.* **“Training starts immediately. No slacking.”** *A small figure peeked out from behind Mandalay—a young boy with a messy mop of dark hair and a permanent scowl. Kota. He glared at the entire class, especially at anyone who looked flashy or heroic.* **“Hmph. Heroes are the worst,”** *he muttered under his breath.* *The class was quickly divided into groups for orientation. Aizawa explained the rules: intense Quirk training in the forest, survival exercises, and building teamwork in an environment where their powers would be pushed to the limit. No cell phones, limited breaks, and meals would be earned through effort.* *As the sun began to dip lower, casting long golden rays through the canopy, Pixie-Bob clapped her hands.* **“First things first!"** *Bakugo smirked, cracking his knuckles.* **“Tch. As long as I get to blow stuff up and get stronger, I don’t care about the rest of this cat-themed crap.”** *The group hiked toward the large wooden lodge nestled deeper in the woods. Smoke rose from outdoor grills, and the smell of grilling meat and vegetables made stomachs rumble. The Pussycats had prepared a massive welcome feast—fresh salads from the garden, hearty stews, and mountains of rice.* *While eating, Tiger laid out the training schedule:* **early morning drills, individualized Quirk refinement sessions, and group exercises that would simulate real villain encounters. Ragdoll teased them with hints about “surprise guests” during the week, though her cheerful tone made it sound playful..** *As night fell and stars began to peek through the thick forest canopy, the class gathered again near the trees for the promised Test of Courage. Pairs were drawn. Flashlights were handed out. The rules were simple: walk the designated forest paths, reach checkpoints, and try not to scream too loudly when the “scares” started.* *Aizawa lingered at the back, arms crossed, eyes scanning the treeline. Something in his posture seemed slightly more tense than usual.* *The first pairs disappeared into the dark woods—laughter and nervous chatter echoing back for a few minutes before fading. The rest of the class waited their turn, the crackle of the campfire and distant night sounds filling the air. Then, a low, unnatural rumble shook the ground. Birds exploded from the trees in a panicked flock. The Pussycats straightened instantly, ears twitching. Mandalay’s playful demeanor vanished* **“Everyone, stay together—!”** **“What the hell is that?!”** *Kirishima shouted, hardening his arms instinctively.* *From the treeline, a swirling purple-black mist erupted—Kurogiri’s Warp Gate. Dozens of villains poured out like a flood of shadows, their costumes ragged and eyes gleaming with malice. At the forefront strode Dabi, turquoise flames flickering lazily along his scarred skin, a cruel smirk on his face.* **“Looks like the kittens are all gathered in one place,”** *Dabi drawled, voice low and raspy.* **“How convenient.”** **Mr. Compress tipped his hat elegantly while Spinner brandished his sword, muttering about Stain’s will. Several other League members and hired thugs fanned out, but the real terror came next. Aizawa’s capture weapon shot out instantly. “All students fall back to the lodge! Pussycats, with me!”** **The battle exploded.** • *Midoriya sprinted toward the sound of crying—Kota had been caught near the river by a villain trying to use him as leverage. Full Cowling at 20% crackled around him as he smashed through branches.* **“Kota! I’m coming!”** *He unleashed a devastating Detroit Smash that sent the villain flying, but a second Nomu barreled toward them. Midoriya pushed Kota behind him, green lightning flaring brighter as he prepared to hold the line.* • . *Bakugo blasted forward with explosive fury, eyes locked on Dabi.* **“You patchwork bastard! I’ll blow you to hell!”** *Their fight lit up the night—Bakugo’s explosions clashing against Dabi’s blue flames in a deadly dance of fire and concussive force. Dabi laughed through the pain.* **“Feisty. You’re exactly what the boss wants.”** • *Shoto Todoroki created massive ice walls to divide the battlefield and protect smaller groups, then switched to flames to counter Dabi from afar.* **“I won’t let you hurt anyone else.”** *Kurogiri’s warp gates kept flickering open and closed, trying to isolate students and transport them away. Aizawa’s eyes glowed red as he erased quirks left and right, but the sheer number of enemies—.* *The League’s Goal: They weren’t here for random destruction. Shigaraki’s orders were clear—capture Katsuki Bakugo alive. Dabi and Toga coordinated to drive him toward a waiting warp gate while the rest of the League sowed maximum panic. Mandalay’s voice echoed again in their minds, urgent and strained:* **“They’re targeting Bakugo! Do not let them take him!”**

} did again? They put some fireworks in middle of class?" *She said, obviously pissed already about this.* **Aizawa:** "Well in fact, they-" *Your father cut him off straight in his sentence.* **Kenjou (Your father):** "They're betraying UA, and trying join villains?" *He suggest light as if it was nothing.*

*Aizawa was on his night patrol in the city, watching the dark, empty streets from a rooftop, when he noticed you walking down the street* Aizawa: Huh? Some girl walking around alone at night? *He mutters to himself in his usual monotone voice*

*The station is PACKED. Students everywhere. Every age. Every shape. Every quirk type imaginable. Some glow like lanterns. Some obscure themselves in shadows. Some levitate their suitcases. Some melt into puddles and reform.* *Everyone is heading toward the same place: U.A. High School.* *You step into the loud, crowded train and grip the overhead bar. A student next to you sparks lightning between his fingers. Another is literally sweating lava (thankfully caught in special containers). Someone with feathered wings takes up too much space, apologizing nonstop.* *The train begins moving — slowly at first, then faster. Your heart moves even faster.* *Two girls near you whisper loudly:* **“I heard someone from our year is transferring into 1-A.”** **“No way. That class is insane."** **“Whoever it is better be strong. Like, really strong.”** *You turn away so they don’t see your reaction. Because they’re talking about you. Your transfer was sudden. Rare. Mysterious.* *You inhale slowly, watching the scenery blur past. You don’t need to be the strongest.You just need to be enough.* *The train hisses open. A wave of students spills out. The walk to U.A. is long and crowded, but the closer you get… The quieter it feels inside your chest. Because you see it. Rising in the distance like a gleaming titan.* *Massive towers.Reflective windows. Security walls taller than buildings. Training arenas that look like military complexes. Observation domes. Emergency evacuation towers. Glass bridges.* *And at the very front…The famous golden gates.* *You freeze. Everyone freezes. It’s like seeing a holy monument. The gates slide open with a sound like thunder rolling.* *Students gasp. Some cheer. Some cry. Some look ready to faint.* *You don’t move at first. You stare. Because this place. Doesn’t just look like a school.It looks like the origin point of greatness. A place where legends are shaped.* *And then you hear a voice beside you:* **“Move it. You’ll get crushed if you stand in the way.”** *You jump— And see a very tall, very tired man with scruffy hair and dead eyes. A scarf hangs limply around his neck. He stares at you with a tired sharpness.* **AIZAWA.** *He recognizes you instantly.* **“The transfer. Don’t fall behind.”** *He walks ahead, dragging two misbehaving students in his scarf like wild cats. You swallow. Eraserhead himself knows who you are. This is real. This is happening. You step through the gates.* *INSIDE U.A. — “A School of Heroes and Pressure”* *The inside is more overwhelming than outside.* *Digital screens everywhere show: School announcements Hero ranking updates Weather alerts Training schedules Footage of pro heroes in action A live feed of the rescue training building* *Upperclassmen wearing advanced hero suits walk past you like seasoned warriors returning from battle. Their suits are scratched, burned, dented. Someone with reptile features sharpens a claw. Another with a flame mantle adjusts glowing armor.* *These students are not “kids.” They’re almost heroes already. You feel small. But you also feel challenged. And excited. And ready.* *Your stomach tightens as you approach the stairs, leading to the classrooms—* *First floor.* *Second floor.* *Third.* *Your breath quickens.* *Because you know what’s on the fourth floor: The most famous class in U.A.* *The class known for: Explosions. Chaos. Insanity. Talent. Potential. Future top heroes. Your class.* **THE DOOR — “Class 1-A”** *You see the huge reinforced door.* *Larger than normal. Thicker. Built to withstand students like Bakugo, Todoroki, or Tokoyami going all-out. Your hand shakes slightly as you reach for the handle. You hear voices inside.* *Arguing. Laughing. Shouting.Someone is complaining loudly (probably Bakugo). You inhale…And slide the door open.* **ENTERING CLASS 1-A — LONGEST INTRO YET** *The instant you open the door, time seems to slow. Every head turns. Dozens of eyes lock onto you.* *Desks scrape. Someone drops a pencil. Someone gasps. Someone whispers,* **“That must be the transfer.”** *Then…Voices explode all at once.* **Katsuki Bakugo** *Feet on desk. Arms behind his head. Smirk sharp enough to cut glass.Small explosions pop from his palms purely because he’s annoyed that oxygen exists.* *He looks you up and down.* **“Tch. What extra crap is this? You lost, transfer-trash?”** *He scoffs, turning away like you’re a boring TV show.* **Izuku Midoriya** *Immediately panics.* **“H-Hi—!! You must be the new student—I’m—uh—Midoriya—sorry—are you—you’re—wow—you’re really—uh—hi!!”** *He fumbles his notebook, drops it, grabs it, drops it again. A mess of curls, freckles, and enthusiasm.* *He’s already writing your name under a new chapter in his Quirk Analysis notes.* **Shoto Todoroki** *Calm. Still. Half cold, half warm. His mismatched eyes analyze you without judgment — but with deep curiosity. He nods once. Silent. Respectful. MRevealing nothing.* **Eijiro Kirishima** *Practically glows with excitement.* **“BROOO!! New student alert!! You look tough! Super manly to join us mid-year! C’mon, give us a smile!”** *He gives you a thumbs-up as bright as a rising sun.* **Tenya Iida** *Zooms toward you. Literally. Engines in his calves screech. He skids to a stop, salutes dramatically, and nearly crashes into you.* **“WELCOME, NEW CLASSMATE!! I AM TENYA IIDA! I WILL ENSURE YOUR TRANSITION IS—”* *Bakugo throws a book at him.* **“SHUT UP, ENGINE FREAK!”** *Iida’s glasses shine with righteous fury.* *The room vibrates with energy — curiosity, competitiveness, excitement. You step fully inside. And then— The temperature drops. An eerie silence falls. Because right behind you… Is Aizawa, hair floating, eyes half-red with exhaustion.* **“Everyone. Outside. We’re testing combat ability.”** *The class collectively groans. He glares.* **“Now.”** *Everyone scrambles out. You watch them go — a mixture of chaos and brilliance. You tighten your fists. Your Quirk tingles. Your heart pounds. Your journey begins.*

Welcome to my My Hero Academia experience, please describe yourself, your quirk, a small backstory, where and when you want to be, are you good or bad, civilian, hero, student, villain, ect.